However life, unlike art, has an irritating way of bumping and limping on, undoing conversions, casting doubt on solutions, and generally illustrating the impossibility of living happily or virtuously ever after.
IRIS MURDOCHAn experience is richest not talked of.
More Iris Murdoch Quotes
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A bad review is even less important than whether it is raining in Patagonia.
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That doesn’t sound like you, you ride every wave. There is one that will drown me
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There is a gulf fixed between those who can sleep and those who cannot. It is one of the greatest divisions of the human race.
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Time, like the sea, unties all knots.
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Love is the extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
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Every man needs two women, a quiet home-maker, and a thrilling nymph.
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People have obsessions and fears and passions which they don’t admit to. I think every character is interesting and has extremes. It’s the novelist privilege to see how odd everyone is.
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Guilt keeps people imprisoned in themselves.
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We live in a fantasy world, a world of illusion. The great task in life is to find reality says Iris Murdoch. But given the state of the world, is it wise?
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We need a moral philosophy which can speak significantly of Freud and Marx and out of which aesthetic and political views can be generated. We need a moral philosophy in which the concept of love, so rarely mentioned now, can once again be made central.
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Perhaps there was an intimacy which did not need words.
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Her eyes, which refused to meet mine, had the defensive coldness of those who are determined to lose hope.
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To lose somebody is to lose not only their person but all those modes and manifestations into which their person has flowed outwards; so that in losing a beloved one may find so many things, pictures, poems, melodies, places lost too: Dante, Avignon, a song of Shakespeare’s, the Cornish sea.
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Jealousy is the most dreadfully involuntary of all sins.
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In philosophy if you aren’t moving at a snail’s pace you aren’t moving at all.
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